Chapter Seventy-Five: The Second Prince is a Gun God
"Made, the leader of the devils is too cunning!"
"A round of shelling scared the guts of this coward?"
Zhang Zongqing looked at the soldiers of the Japanese slave country who were receding like a tide, and said very dissatisfied.
"Second son, what should we do next?"
Zhang Zongqing was by Fang Xianjue's side, and as the commander of the 389th Brigade, he naturally did not dare to overstep his bounds.
Hearing this, Zhang Zongqing patted Fang Xianjue's shoulder: "Xianjue, you are the brigade commander of the 389th Brigade and my student!" ”
"Since this position is guarded by you, then you will do what you should do, and I will not interfere more!"
"The same goes for the first battalion I brought!"
"You have to believe in your own ability, I also believe in your Fang Xianjue's ability, don't let me down!"
Like his attitude towards Xue Yue, Wang Yaowu and others, Zhang Zongqing didn't want to interfere too much with their command.
If he stands on the sidelines and guides by hand, will that famous player still have a chance to grow into a famous player?
The answer is definitely no!
Fang Xianjue was obviously stunned, he quickly spoke: "Second Prince, commanding the army in front of you, isn't this a class with an axe?" ”
"Don't torture me like that!"
Although Zhang Zongqing said this, it did not mean that Fang Xianjue really dared to usurp his command.
Fang Xianjue was born in a scholarly family, and he didn't know how many ancient books he had read.
How many fierce generals ended up being killed by the lord because they didn't know the etiquette?
Although Zhang Zongqing was his principal, Fang Xianjue still didn't dare.
It seemed that he had guessed what Fang Xianjue was thinking.
Zhang Zongqing sighed, and he directly opened his mouth and ordered:
I'm cultivating, you know? ”
"Fang Xianjue, I now order you, in my capacity as the deputy commander-in-chief of the Feng Army, to command the 389th Brigade and the Fourth Battalion, a total of 6,000 soldiers!"
"Did you hear me?"
"This battle must complete the set strategic objectives, otherwise military law will be engaged, understand!"
Syllable!
Sure enough, communicating in a military way is far more effective than any explanation.
I saw Fang Xianjue saluting Zhang Zongqing, and then said, "Yes, deputy commander!" ”
"Fang Xianjue guarantees to complete the task, if he fails, Fang Xianjue is willing to accept the military law!"
Zhang Zongqing patted Fang Xianjue's shoulder with a smile, and soon spoke: "That's right, as a soldier, how can you be a mother-in-law?" ”
After handing over the military power of Maoshan Ridge to Fang Xianjue's command, Zhang Zongqing turned around and walked out.
Soon he took Monk Wei and two platoons of troops and disappeared into two defensive positions in Maoshan.
Waging positional warfare is far from being able to bring into play elite combat effectiveness.
Therefore, Zhang Zongqing planned to take the soldiers of these two reinforced platoons to travel between the Maoshan Mountains.
Find the right fighter and annihilate the enemy's living force!
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"Bang!"
In the middle of the Maoshan Mountains, Zhang Zongqing held a Mauser Ka with a quadruple mirror
98k rifle, fired a shot at a very long range.
From Mauser Ka
In the 98k rifle, the bullet that shoots is extremely accurate.
Soon it hit a devil soldier Cao directly in the head!
This high-speed rotating bullet directly left a hole in the head of the devil soldier Cao.
The bursting bullet stirred the devil Juncao's ** into a pot of porridge!
"Bage Yalu, it's a sniper from Huaguo!"
"Hide, everyone! Beware of Concealment!! ”
An adjutant devil hiding in the bunker shouted hoarsely at all the Japanese soldiers.
Liao Yaoxiang, who was the commander of the guard company, suddenly widened his eyes.
He looked at Zhang Zongqing, who was shooting calmly, with a look of astonishment.
At a distance of 800 meters, the second prince actually killed a military cao of the Japanese slave country with one shot at this distance?
How is this possible?
Liao Yaoxiang could hardly believe his eyes, no matter who was at this distance.
If you can shoot the enemy's dog head with one shot, this person can be called a sharpshooter!
is different from Zhang Zongqing's previous commanders of the guard company, like Song Xilian, Chen Qingquan, and Zhang Lingfu.
Liao Yaoxiang hadn't seen Zhang Zongqing actually do it, so it was easy to understand how shocked he was.
Or Monk Wei beside Zhang Zongqing glanced at him, and the flower monk said very smugly: "Company Commander Liao, I said it, the second son's marksmanship is definitely at the level of a great god, you didn't believe it at the beginning, but now do you believe it?" ”
Hearing Monk Wei's words, Liao Yaoxiang nodded to the flower monk again and again: "Believe it, believe it, of course believe it!" I really didn't expect the second son's marksmanship to reach this level! This is terrible, Yao Xiang really admires the second son to the ground! I'm really convinced! ”
Zhang Zongqing didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two, the Mauser Ka in his hand
The scope of the 98k rifle has long been aimed at the second devil.
"Bang!" Another shot.
The accurate bullet shot at the Oriental devil who poked his head out, and it just shot away.
The Oriental devil who just poked his head out, half of his head was directly blown off by Zhang Zongqing's shot.
For a while, Liao Yaoxiang was even more dumbfounded, he was so frightened by Zhang Zongqing's terrifying marksmanship that he couldn't close his mouth.
Liao Yaoxiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and he quickly opened his mouth and asked Zhang Zongqing: "Second son, how did you practice this marksmanship?" ”
"Hey, Yaoxiang, I think the second son's talent is purely talented, just like the second son's tactics and tactics, and the second son's military design ability, this is all innate!"
"Second son, how many bullets have you had in practice?"
Monk Wei is also very curious about this!
"Eighteen rounds!" Zhang Zongqing said indifferently.
After coming to this world, Zhang Zongqing did only practice eighteen bullets.
He was really not wrong about that.
After hearing the words "eighteen rounds", Liao Yaoxiang's heart chuckled, and he was so shocked by Zhang Zongqing's toughness that he couldn't speak anymore.
"Bang!"
The third bullet again from the Mauser Ka
The 98k rifle shot out, and the spinning bullet hit a devil directly in the heart again.
"Monk, Yaoxiang, hide!!"
As soon as Zhang Zongqing's words fell, he heard a sharp whistling sound.
There are I don't know how many bullets have fallen where they are hiding.
There were even three or four hands**, as well as two mortar shells in a row, which knocked the position that Zhang Zongqing had avoided into dust.
Liao Yaoxiang was shocked by the scene in front of him and broke out in a cold sweat.
If they weren't running fast just now, these few ** would be enough to shred them.
Even if they didn't lose their lives, they would have been seriously injured by the explosion.
One or two minutes later, Zhang Zongqing once again chose a hidden place.
Mauser Ka in his hands
98k rifles, again shooting at other Japanese soldiers.
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